User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3135907-20120220220025/@comment-5343292-20120812200001

''A large raven known as Grathank took to the skies from a tall branch just as the trap flew out, snaring many of his comrades. But the hungry bird didn't even bother to notice. His liquid black eyes were on a single target-A foolish rat had decided to lay on the uncovered part of the cart-And he was going to make sure that mistake was going to be that rat's last. Not only was he going to have revenge for the fallen, he was going to have a meal. His claws oustretched, his beak open, he was suddenly upon the cart, having flew high enough to avoid any curious glances until the opportunity had appeared. He swooped down, his claws and chipped beak seeking flesh, his black wings blotting out what little Salpicar could see as he went in for the kill''